Chapter: 1216
After two months of not seeing each other, he seemed to be a different person.
The whole person lost a circle, the original handsome face, neck and throat are all showing a clearer outline, and those nice hands also show distinct joints.
His eyes were deeply sunken in, with a shallow melancholy.
The hair grows longer, and the well-managed hairstyle looks more wild and mysterious...
But what Leng Qianxue saw in her eyes was all distressed.
Especially the painful look in her eyes made her feel deeply guilty.
Ye Zhenting looked up, and Leng Qianxue immediately looked away, not wanting him to find that he was looking at him.
In an instant, Leng Qianxue became indifferent and distant, ignoring his gaze, lowered his eyes, and slowly walked over.
"Qianxue, you are here, just so, please tell the nightclub quickly."
Seeing that Leng Qianxue was coming, the duchess said quickly--
"He may have some misunderstandings about Louis, or he may be too busy. He hasn't read the news. I don't know that you and Louis are already engaged. He thinks that Louis is scornful of you. He is here to question Louis Xingshi!"
"Mummy..." Louis whispered to discourage his mother, "You go out first, we will talk to Zhen Ting by ourselves, so don't mix up."
"What's the hurry?" The duchess glared at Louis, and said to Ye Zhenting in the protagonist's tone, "Nightclub, welcome to the manor as a guest. You and Louis are good friends. I am very happy to meet you and sincerely invite you. Staying for a few more days will just happen to be able to attend Louis's wedding!"
Although these words seem to be polite and polite, they carry a kind of demonstration and provocation.
"Mommy stop talking..."
Louis looked at Ye Zhenting nervously, and hurriedly pushed his mother away.
"What are you pushing me for?" Seeing Ye Zhenting's reaction, the Duchess became even more arrogant, "This is my house, as the host, is it wrong to welcome him..."
"Stop talking." Louis pushed his mother out of the study.
In the reception room, Leng Qianxue could feel the murderous aura hidden in the air. Ye Zhenting was not mad just now, not because of his good temper, but he didn't care about the words of the Duchess at all.
He only cares, Leng Qianxue.
"I'm waiting for you to explain."
Ye Zhenting's voice was low and hoarse, he looked at Leng Qianxue complicatedly, looking forward to her answer.
No matter what she said, he would believe it.
He would rather believe her words than his own eyes.
"There is nothing to explain." Leng Qianxue didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyes, and said coldly, "We have nothing to do with you. What I want to do has nothing to do with you."
The lethality of this sentence is a thousand times stronger than the demonstration and provocation of the Duchess just now.
No matter what outsiders say, Ye Zhenting doesn't care, but Leng Qianxue is different.
Every word of her, every word, is like a knife pierced into his heart.
"So..." Ye Zhenting spoke slowly, questioning every word, "Last night, you and Louis, really..."
He couldn't ask for the latter words, and the picture flashed in his mind, which was enough to make his heart suffocate.
The air seemed to become more gloomy and cold, and the huge study room was silent.
Leng Qianxue lowered her head, her hands tightly pulled on her lap dress because of tension, she was confused, she didn't know how to answer his words, she wanted to say that there was no, but she herself was not sure whether there was. There is no...
She wanted to say that she didn't know what happened last night, but she felt that she was a joke, and he would not believe it.
"say!!!!"
Ye Zhenting suddenly yelled, he was almost unable to control his emotions.
This rage frightened Louis. He had just pushed his mother out of the door and was about to come back. He shuddered when he heard this voice.
"Louis..." The Duchess hurriedly stuffed something into Louis's hand, "Protect yourself!"
Then, she left... JrNovels.com
The whole person lost a circle, the original handsome face, neck and throat are all showing a clearer outline, and those nice hands also show distinct joints.
His eyes were deeply sunken in, with a shallow melancholy.
The hair grows longer, and the well-managed hairstyle looks more wild and mysterious...
But what Leng Qianxue saw in her eyes was all distressed.
Especially the painful look in her eyes made her feel deeply guilty.
Ye Zhenting looked up, and Leng Qianxue immediately looked away, not wanting him to find that he was looking at him.
In an instant, Leng Qianxue became indifferent and distant, ignoring his gaze, lowered his eyes, and slowly walked over.
"Qianxue, you are here, just so, please tell the nightclub quickly."
Seeing that Leng Qianxue was coming, the duchess said quickly--
"He may have some misunderstandings about Louis, or he may be too busy. He hasn't read the news. I don't know that you and Louis are already engaged. He thinks that Louis is scornful of you. He is here to question Louis Xingshi!"
"Mummy..." Louis whispered to discourage his mother, "You go out first, we will talk to Zhen Ting by ourselves, so don't mix up."
"What's the hurry?" The duchess glared at Louis, and said to Ye Zhenting in the protagonist's tone, "Nightclub, welcome to the manor as a guest. You and Louis are good friends. I am very happy to meet you and sincerely invite you. Staying for a few more days will just happen to be able to attend Louis's wedding!"
Although these words seem to be polite and polite, they carry a kind of demonstration and provocation.
"Mommy stop talking..."
Louis looked at Ye Zhenting nervously, and hurriedly pushed his mother away.
"What are you pushing me for?" Seeing Ye Zhenting's reaction, the Duchess became even more arrogant, "This is my house, as the host, is it wrong to welcome him..."
"Stop talking." Louis pushed his mother out of the study.
In the reception room, Leng Qianxue could feel the murderous aura hidden in the air. Ye Zhenting was not mad just now, not because of his good temper, but he didn't care about the words of the Duchess at all.
He only cares, Leng Qianxue.
"I'm waiting for you to explain."
Ye Zhenting's voice was low and hoarse, he looked at Leng Qianxue complicatedly, looking forward to her answer.
No matter what she said, he would believe it.
He would rather believe her words than his own eyes.
"There is nothing to explain." Leng Qianxue didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyes, and said coldly, "We have nothing to do with you. What I want to do has nothing to do with you."
The lethality of this sentence is a thousand times stronger than the demonstration and provocation of the Duchess just now.
No matter what outsiders say, Ye Zhenting doesn't care, but Leng Qianxue is different.
Every word of her, every word, is like a knife pierced into his heart.
"So..." Ye Zhenting spoke slowly, questioning every word, "Last night, you and Louis, really..."
He couldn't ask for the latter words, and the picture flashed in his mind, which was enough to make his heart suffocate.
The air seemed to become more gloomy and cold, and the huge study room was silent.
Leng Qianxue lowered her head, her hands tightly pulled on her lap dress because of tension, she was confused, she didn't know how to answer his words, she wanted to say that there was no, but she herself was not sure whether there was. There is no...
She wanted to say that she didn't know what happened last night, but she felt that she was a joke, and he would not believe it.
"say!!!!"
Ye Zhenting suddenly yelled, he was almost unable to control his emotions.
This rage frightened Louis. He had just pushed his mother out of the door and was about to come back. He shuddered when he heard this voice.
"Louis..." The Duchess hurriedly stuffed something into Louis's hand, "Protect yourself!"
Then, she left... JrNovels.com
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